"Congratulations to "Chasing Unknown Ideals" for becoming the six commanders!

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The rain clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and a touch of the slanting sun in the evening shone on the small park by the clear lake, and a few willows worshiped the willow with the breeze.

It was a quiet and peaceful scene, but it became a little noisy because of a few children playing under the willow tree.

"Kill the monsters!"

"Let me smoke! Smoke! Haha! It's fun!"

A little boy who has been playing around for several summer vacations, holding a wicker as a whip in his hand, keeps whipping a stray dog.

The stray dog seemed to have only been born for a short time, but it was accidentally run over by a car and hit a front foot, and it couldn't walk at all, lying in the park, but it was targeted by this group of little boys who had nothing to do.

The leader was a flat-headed, chubby child who shouted loudly to play Ultraman to fight monsters, and when he saw that the stray dog couldn't move, he began to play.

At first, the stray dogs were "Wang" and intimidated, but later saw that the children did not run away, but became more and more fierce, so they had to make a "whine" sound like crying.

"Stop fighting, the puppy is pitiful!" a childish voice came from the side.

A few of the children turned around and looked over......

It was a little boy, about seven or eight years old, a little dark and thin, holding a candy bag in his hand, and there was still a marshmallow left in it, as if he was reluctant to finish it, so he deliberately kept one.

"Who are you? Why listen to you? Is this your dog?" said the little fat man majestically.

The little boy looked at the shivering puppy, "No, but you shouldn't hit it, it doesn't have a parent, it's very pitiful."

"You want to take care of it! We're fighting monsters! You help monsters, you're the bad guys, everyone come with me and kill him!"

Under the leadership of the little fat man, a group of crazy children really rushed up and began to whip the black thin boy with the wicker in their hands.

The boy stuffed the candy bag into his arms, bent over with his head in his hands, and was immediately hit by a hot stroke!

"Kill him, bad guy!"

A group of children hit harder and harder, and when they saw the boy gritting his teeth and refusing to beg for mercy, the little fat man was even more angry.

"Ah!!h

The black thin boy was finally beaten out of anger, he suddenly screamed with his teeth and claws, his eyes were bloodshot, and he found the little fat man who pounced on the opposite side, hugged him, and hit the little fat man's forehead with his head!

"Oh!"

The little fat man screamed in pain, took two steps back, and immediately cried out loud with "wow", shouting "Mommy".

The other children seemed to be frightened by the boy's sudden ferocity, and when they saw the little fat man in the lead running away in fear, they followed suit.

On the shore of Clear Lake, only a little boy, a stray dog, and a marshmallow that had been trampled on after falling out of the candy bag......

The little boy sniffed, put his tears away, looked at the trampled marshmallow, showed a hint of reluctance, looked at the poor stray dog, and walked over.

The little boy squatted down and said to the stray dog: "Puppy, you don't have parents either, are you also homeless like me? Do you have leg pain? I'll show you ......."

As he spoke, the little boy reached out and tried to pick up the dog's leg and look at it.

"Wang!"

Suddenly, the dog seemed frightened, thinking that the little boy was going to hit it too, and bit the little boy's tender arm like crazy!

The little boy screamed in pain, and when he saw that his arm was bleeding, he couldn't help but have a fierce look in his eyes!

The little boy suddenly got up and kicked hard with his foot!

The puppy barked, rolled a few times in a row, and fell down the landslide into the clear lake!

Because the puppy's front feet were still injured and bleeding, he couldn't swim at all, and kept barking, but he drank more and more water, and couldn't swim.

Even the children who beat the dog before couldn't have imagined that after the dog was rescued by the little boy, he was kicked into the lake by the little boy and was about to drown.

The little boy didn't want to see the dog's life or death, but just looked at the blood that kept flowing from his arm, gritted his teeth, and choked up tears.

"Hand to ......"

Suddenly, a vigorous voice appeared beside the little boy.

The boy was startled, and before he could run away, his arm was grabbed by a large, rough hand.

This is a strange middle-aged man, not that he looks strange, in fact, he looks ordinary, with good facial features, and there is nothing special.

It's just that this dress looks like an actor coming out of TV, with a long gray-black coat, like clothes from the Manchu Dynasty, but his hair is three or seven minutes of the current person.

The man looks like he is only thirty or forty years old, but between his tone, there is always a taste of vicissitudes.

The little boy didn't know why, but when he saw this person, his first reaction was that he didn't look like a bad guy...... However, he doesn't look like a good person.

This person is just weird.

Just as the boy looked suspicious, the man had already lowered his hand.

"Huh?"

The boy exclaimed, he found that although there was still blood on his hands, the wound had healed!?

"Big ...... Uncle, how are you ......?"

Without waiting for the boy to finish asking, the man asked him first.

"Why did you kick the dog down the lake?"

"Huh?" the boy was stunned and said as a matter of course, "It bites me".

"But that's just its instinct, it's just scared," the man said with a blank face.

The little boy thought for a moment, as if thinking about what "instinct" was, and then nodded, "I know, but it's also my instinct to kick it."

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes, revealing a hint of appreciation, and then looked at the slanting sun on the clear lake......

"The dragon dance is nine days of play, and the clear lake flies across another spring...... It turns out that fate comes ......"

……

A year later, in an unknown deep mountain, in a mountain pavilion.

"Old madman, don't you want me to die? I've seen so many peerless exercises this year, and you won't let me practice any of them, and now you suddenly want me to practice this strange and strange exercise of luck from the nine dead points!

The creator of this exercise refuses to tell me who I am, and you can't tell you the principle yourself, so you didn't make it up yourself and use me as an experiment, right?"

The little boy's skin seemed to be whiter and his flesh had grown, and he was now holding a scribbled meridian luck map in his hand and complaining to the man lying on the bench.

The man yawned, flipping through a clear color magazine in his hand that he didn't know where to get, on which there was his saliva on the sensitive parts of many pictures of the girl.

The man didn't even look at the boy, and said lazily: "Everyone else practices kung fu, how can you be better than others if you practice? You are even more talented than those martial arts geniuses?

"You can't be sent to death......"

"You said it all, everyone who sees this kung fu thinks it's sending to death, no one has practiced it, how do you know that you will die?"

The boy was speechless, for this madman, though he always did strange things, always had his own set of crooked heresies.

"Little one".

"My name is Lin Fei! I've said it thousands of times!"

"Whatever your name is," said the old madman, yawning, "and when I asked you why you want to be stronger, do you remember to answer me?"

Lin Fei lowered his head and said, "I don't want to be abandoned, I don't want to be unable to protect the people around me, I want no one to be qualified to abandon me, I want no one to hurt me and the people I like......"

"What else did you promise me?"

"Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it, unless I can beat you...... Otherwise, you will kill me......"

The old madman clapped his hands in satisfaction, and as a result, the magazine fell directly on his face, revealing his embarrassment.

But he didn't care to put the magazine away, and sat up with a look of earnest instruction.

"Remember, little one, the eggs of the whole world together cannot beat a stone in a stinky pit.

An egg is an egg, and a stone is a stone. Do you want to be an egg, or do you want to be a stone in a pit?"

"Why does it have to be in a pit?"

"Answer me".

"Stone".

"Okay", the old madman clapped his hands again in satisfaction, "Then do you know what is the first thing to do now?"

Lin Fei seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Practice this kung fu!"

"Wrong!" the old madman categorically refused, and stretched out his finger to the magazine next to him, "This book is taken down the mountain, and after it is returned, I will borrow the latest one and come back ......"

Lin Fei was about to cry, looking at this shameless old man, didn't he say that he was over one hundred and fifty years old!?

"You get the magazine wet and stinky every time, and it smells like a, why should I pay it back?"

"Stupid! you won't steal!?"

“……”