On the outskirts of H City, Anhui Province, there is a mountain that, unlike the four famous mountains in China, is a small hill with an altitude of only 800 meters, and the name of the mountain is called Dream Mountain.

Although the mountain is not high, it is very steep. The mountain is full of bamboo forests, verdant and verdant, and in the morning it will be covered with morning mist, and from a distance, it gives people a feeling of being in a fairyland. Therefore, every morning, some people from the neighborhood come for morning jogs, and sometimes there are special people who drive from H City to morning exercise.

People climb the only stone step on the mountain, climb to the top, and then follow the path they came from. On the other side of the mountain, there is no road, there is a primitive bamboo forest, because it is primitive, because it is steep, so no one has set foot there. Standing on the top of the mountain, you will find that except for the bamboo forest, which is more encrypted, there is no difference from other places.

At this time, it is late autumn, the temperature in the morning is a little low, and from time to time there are gusts of cool breeze blowing, although it is not big, but it goes straight to the neck of the person. The bamboo leaves are also like a dying old man, and they are very reluctant to fall under the autumn wind. Everything shows that early winter has arrived.

And on the other side of the mountain in the primeval bamboo forest, at this time there is a young man sitting on a slightly flat rock on the mountainside, his hands hammered up, his eyes closed, the most incredible thing is that he is not wearing anything on his upper body, the strong muscles are leaking out, the muscles are tightened, people look envious.

Such muscles are the envy of men, and for girls, it is a fatal temptation.

The young man stood like this, motionless as time passed, like a sculpture. It's just that from time to time, bamboo leaves fall on his body under the blowing of the autumn wind. If you look closely, you will find that the bamboo leaves will automatically bounce away at a distance of five centimeters from his upper body, as if there is a wall blocking it. As a result, as time passed, not a single bamboo leaf touched his body. This made the young man a little proud, the corners of his mouth went up, and he unconsciously showed a smile.

But suddenly, a strong wind blew, and a few bamboo leaves, which were originally five centimeters apart, stretched down the young man's body, suddenly advanced a few inches under the impetus of the wind, touching his strong muscles. And at the moment of touching, the bamboo leaves were pushed out of the body again by the external force, swirling, and fell at the feet of the young man.

This small change was only for a moment, but it made the young man's brow furrow.

The smile on the young man's face had disappeared and had been replaced by a hint of solemnity. Slowly opened his eyes, and sighed to himself: "Alas, it seems that it is still far from the realm that the master said." ”

Standing motionless for two hours, with the physical fitness of the young man, he also felt a little tired. I felt the numbness in my body, moved my body, and the numbness gradually disappeared.

The young man closed his eyes again, and slowly felt a breath of qi flowing slowly along the meridians in his body. This qi is very sparse, like morning mist, but who can know how much time and energy it takes young people to practice this qi.

But all these years of hard work are finally worth it, feeling the heat flow in the body, the young man's face shows a trace of satisfaction.

He took a deep breath, exhaled another heavy breath, and did so three times before stopping, and after taking another deep breath, the young man walked down the mountain path from which he had come. It's just that on this pristine, undeveloped side, there is no normal road, the so-called road, just some slopes.

The speed of young people is not very fast, and the path is relatively flat, and of course the so-called flat is only relative to other steep places. It can be seen that young people have walked this road thousands of times.

After descending the mountain, the sun jumped over the horizon, and the young man walked in a hurry, thinking as he walked: "I practiced qi for two hours today, and it was a little late." You have to go back quickly, otherwise the master will go hungry. ”

About ten minutes, the young man arrived at a two-story building, this building at first glance looks a little old, the outer wall is blue brick and white wall, the wall is covered with green tiles, some late Qing style.

Inside, there is a two-story wooden building, and the red paint painted on the wooden wall has peeled off a lot, which looks very classical.

The young man walked lightly into the room on the left, that one was the kitchen, he was going to make breakfast for the master, there were tofu, greens, cabbage, some rice, salt and oil in the kitchen, and the others were a few kitchen utensils for cooking, which was very simple. That's what the master eats every day, and that's what he eats. Since I started with my teacher, I have been eating these light foods for several years, and I have long been used to it. The master said that those who learn martial arts should not be swayed by external objects, which is also part of the practice.

The young man skillfully made two vegetarian dishes, cabbage, tofu and green vegetables, and put two bowls of rice on the table, waiting for the master to come out to eat. Looking at the old clock hanging on the wall, he knew that the master would come out soon, the master had been very punctual for a few years, although there were only old clocks hanging on the wall in the whole house, but the master never had to look at the watch, he always did his own thing on time every day, more punctual than the watch, which made the young man admire. The young man once asked the master why he was so punctual, and remembered that the master once smiled and said to him: "Wu Feng, when you reach the realm of mine, and then let go of the worldly world on your body, you will do it too." Thinking of this, the young man unconsciously smiled bitterly, the master's realm, I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up in this life.

Thinking about it, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, which knocked the young man's thoughts back to reality. The young man smiled, hurriedly walked to the door in three steps and one step at a time, and looked around, only to see a white-haired old man walking towards him. Dressed in white clothes and with a goatee, he looked like a little white man from a distance.

The old man is very thin, compared with the height of more than 1.8 meters of the young man, there is a whole head difference, but when the young man sees the old man, he looks very respectful, his legs and feet are straight, his upper body is arched, his head is slightly lower, and he respectfully welcomes the arrival of the old man.

The old man walked very slowly, but each step looked very powerful, and when he walked to the young man's side, the young man respectfully called the master, the old man nodded slightly, "um", his left foot stepped into the threshold, and the moment he landed, the old clock on the kitchen wall "ding" sounded. And after the old clock struck the seventh blow, the old man's ass was sitting on the stool of the dining table.

Such scenes are staged every day, and young people are no longer surprised. After watching the old man sit down, the young man also sat down. The two of them ate together. The young man eats very carefully, trying not to make a sound, because the master does not like to make a sound when eating.

Tofu and vegetables are very suitable for young people's appetite, and they are immersed in deliciousness, when suddenly the master's voice came: "Wu Feng, how long have you been learning art from the master." ”

The young man was stunned, he didn't expect the master to ask him at this time, he thought about it and replied: "If you count the first year of chores, the apprentice has been learning art with the master for seven years." ”

The old man stroked his beard and said, "It's really fast, it's been seven years in the blink of an eye." ”

The young man did not speak, and there was some desolation in his eyes, which was just fleeting. But the old man caught it.

"Homesick?"

The young man hesitated for a moment, as if he was afraid that the old man would be unhappy, but he still said, "A little." After speaking, he secretly glanced at the old man, and found that the old man did not look displeased, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man seemed to know what the young man was thinking, and said, "This is human nature, there is nothing wrong with it, if you say you don't want to, it is a lie." ”

The young man didn't know what the old man meant, so he didn't dare to answer. The old man didn't say anything more, and after eating two bites, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said to the young man: "Wu Feng, after eating for a while, come to my house, I have something to tell you." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the young man to reply, he walked out of the house by himself.

Looking at the back of the master leaving, a trace of strangeness flashed in the young man's eyes, what happened to the master today, as if there was something on his mind. I remember that one day six years ago, as he did today, after breakfast, he called himself into his house and officially accepted himself as an apprentice.

Thinking of this, the past passed through my mind like a movie clip.

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