The next day, coming out of the hotel gate and facing the morning sun, the two officially began this trip that was destined to be difficult and fulfilling.

Because of last night's news incident, Wang Zhong didn't dare to go around more for the sake of safety, bought two pairs of old-fashioned white sneakers at a nearby stall, and then headed west.

When he came out of Wuyang City, the humorous cells on his body exploded unprecedentedly, Wang Zhong stared at the scorching sun above his head, and suddenly came out with a crazy sentence that made Wang Bowen laugh, "Ha, two more people, we can learn from the experience." I am the senior brother, you are the second senior brother, hurry up and find the master. ”

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Because he had to complete at least 45 kilometers of travel every day, in order to ensure continuous combat capability to the greatest extent and to take care of Wang Bowen's speed, Wang Zhong arranged a detailed schedule.

Run 10 kilometers per hour at a constant speed, run for two hours in the morning, take a three-hour break at noon, run for three hours in the afternoon, and then wander around an unfamiliar city at night to experience the market.

For several days in a row, the task was still very good.

All the way out of Wuyang City. The eastern province is gradually deepening into Guangzhou. Western Frontier.

There was a small episode in it, on the national highway nearly fifty kilometers west of Wuyang City, when the two were running, they saw a strange battle, which made Wang Zhong pause for a long time.

On the dilapidated national highway, there are mountains on both sides, the road surface is full of potholes, and the kind of four-wheeled minivans come and go, after all, such a broken road is impossible for heavy trucks and the like to pass.

The car was pulling manganese ore, presumably a rich local resource, and the road was littered with purple-red debris, like blood oozing from the old pavement.

The scene Wang Zhong saw was an eagle and snake fight.

At dusk, a snake more than a meter long with colorful patterns winds its way along the road, probably trying to swim from the woods on one side of the road to the other, and at this moment. An eagle hovering in mid-air suddenly circled down, and its sharp claws pressed the snake to the road.

The snake struggled, like a whip striking the pavement with a whistling sound, and the eagle flapped its wings to catch it in the air.

A pair of enemies of life and death, the fight is in full swing.

And just then, the unexpected happened.

In the darkness of the night, a truck without cargo was speeding away. Probably wanted to go home before dark, so the speed soared to an extreme, and when passing by this snake and eagle, probably the driver himself didn't pay attention, and his car hurt one of the eagle's wings.

The eagle flowed red blood, but the snake was in good spirits, seized the opportunity, and wrapped around the eagle fiercely.

Struggling, rolling...... The struggle lasted for more than two hours. Finally exhausted.

However, the road was stained red with a pool of blood, and the two stubborn creatures, out of instinct, refused to compromise first.

I'd rather die. Nor compromise.

Wang Zhong stood on the side of the road, watching this scene quietly, and suddenly there was an indescribable shock in his heart.

Contend.

You fight to the death.

Wang Zhong faintly understood this word, and punched several times on the spot. Apparently feeling that some places in his heart had reached a lot, and then he bowed to the remains of the two creatures as if he were worshipping the Buddha. Dig pits on the side of the road and bury them.

Wang Bowen was inexplicable by Wang Zhong's movements, and thought that there might be a delicious snake soup tonight, but it was lost.

In all fairness, Wang Zhong had no intention of teaching him what he had learned from Ji Hua.

It's not because of the view of the portal or something, it's just because it's not suitable.

The technique created by Ji Hua is not so much martial arts, but rather a stream of spirit and spirit, and it is a way.

Great Martial Arts.

There is no specific move, there is no specific number of paths, just a word, fight, fight for the opportunity, fight for momentum, fight for the way to survive......

Such a realm, Wang Bowen still can't understand it at all, including most of the students in the Self-cultivation Pavilion, can't understand it at all.

There is a saying that once enlightened, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven. Although the prospect of the chicken dog ascending to heaven is wonderful, before enlightenment, it requires a lot of accumulation, like a drop of water piercing a stone, in order to accumulate and develop.

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Day 7.

For a whole week, the two are about to go out of Guangzhou. In the western territory, after these seven days of adaptation, the speed has become faster and faster.

Wang Zhong didn't change much, because he was already dark, and no matter how much he changed, he couldn't change anything.

And Wang Bowen, the whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes, his body has lost a lot of weight, but it is more hardcover, the skin that was originally white and tender and comparable to that of a girl has also been tanned into a healthy wheat color, dark, grinning, and his teeth are particularly white.

The most important change is the momentum, if he was a little sheep before, then now, it is a hard-working mastiff, although there is still a long distance from the wolf, the tiger, but there is already a faint sharpness on the body.

In Wang Bowen's words, "Lao Tzu is now wearing a suit and leather shoes to go back to my father's company, they will never recognize me as the shy young master who is lazy and soft-eared, and it is estimated that more than half of them will regard me as the newly appointed perverted director, haha." ”

Experience and suffering are indeed the most valuable treasures of a man, and they cannot be bought by spending no amount of money.

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A muddy path, probably after the rain a few days ago, caused water to accumulate on the already narrow road, almost connecting with the fields on both sides.

As soon as you step on it, it is a soft piece of mud, seeping into the shoes, slippery and greasy, and maybe some unfortunate little bug, it feels disgusting to think about.

However, the two walked step by step, as if they were on the ground.

After seven days of trekking, such a short stretch of dirt road, with almost no place to stay, posed no threat to them.

Rounding a bend, there is a larger muddy field in front of you, but the road is a little wider, and on both sides there are large trees of unknown species, which firmly enclose this "swamp".

His pupils shrank, and Wang Zhong saw a scene that he would never forget.

It's an old man.

An old man who looked like he was not knowing how many years old, with a thin body, sparse gray hair, a deep hunchback, and the whole person looked unusually deformed, and from behind, he looked like a goblin in a magical world.

The old man was pushing a two-wheeled wooden cart with a pig on it.

Strong fat pigs. At a glance, it looked like it was at least three hundred pounds, but it had already been disemboweled, and the white flesh was lying on the trolley, tightly wrapped in transparent plastic paper.

He pushed hard, and his waist was almost bent at ninety degrees, and he squirmed forward step by step, looking a little funny.

The two looked at each other very tacitly, stepped on the mud and walked over, one left and one right, to help him push the cart.

The old man turned his head to look. He spat out a string of words that people couldn't understand at all, but the smile on his dry face like tree bark, Wang Zhong understood.

The three of them walked slowly forward, and after walking for about half an hour, a rather primitive village came into view.

A brand-new electric pole at the head of the village, probably not long after the electricity was turned on, a clear river passed around the village, and small silver fish with long fingers could be faintly seen in the water, and several women were beating their clothes the bluestone slab next to the small river at the head of the village. made a snapping sound, saw the old man, and then looked at Wang Zhong and Wang Bowen, they were laughing happily. Among them, there was a teenage girl who took a bamboo tube and held a tube of river water, trotted over and handed it to Wang Zhong, and two blush suddenly rose on her little face. Coquettishly ran back to the river.

Such a scene captured Wang Zhong and Wang Bowen almost immediately.

For two people who have lived in a reinforced concrete city since childhood, such a scene. It seems to activate the childlike innocence hidden deep in the bones.

Helped the old man to the river, washed his face happily, frolicked and played by the water, even if he couldn't understand the other party's language, but his smile was the best business card.

It didn't take long for a man of nearly thirty years old from the village to hurry out, probably the old man's son, and shouted at the old man reproachfully, but with a smile on his face.

The old man was like a child who had done something wrong, pointing to the pig on the trolley, and then to Wang Zhong and Wang Bowen, grinning very happily.

The man took out a pack of Zou Baba's soft box Hongta Mountain and gave Wang Zhong and the two of them a scatter, "The two little brothers are here to travel, right?" Thanks to your help, my dad ran out early in the morning, and he didn't tell the family. ”

Wang Zhong took the cigarette and smiled, "It's a gesture." What's going on, old man? ”

"Tomorrow I get married, everything is done, my dad has to run out, buy a pig back, say it is a congratulatory gift, hey, people die of old age to save face, like a baby."

After chatting for a while at the entrance of the village, the man pushed the cart and the four of them walked towards the village.

The village in the depths of this mountain is not big, and the mainstream building is still estimated to be the earthen embryo house of Grandpa Wang Zhong, and the mottled walls are printed with the slogans of that special era, and Wang Bowen laughs all the way.

"The fat pig race elephant is short in the nose, and the whole company kills one, which is enough to eat for half a year."

For a standard capitalist child like Wang Bowen, who has ever seen such a joyful picture, if he had a camera in his hand, he would definitely not hesitate to take it.

The man pointed to two of them, tilted his head and said proudly, "This is my house, this one I live in with my wife, and the other one my father owns." ”

Wang Zhong smiled and agreed, it seems that this man should belong to the kind of person who is more capable in the village, and he is fluent in Mandarin, if nothing else, he should be working outside and coming back after making money.

Dinner was sumptuous, the main course was a dish of stir-fried pheasant with mushrooms, served on a basin-sized white porcelain plate, with a layer of bright red chili floating on top, which made people have an appetite at a glance, and the wine was home-brewed sugar cane wine, which was not too high in degree, and the entrance was clear.

The man is laughing, the old man is laughing, Wang Zhong and Wang Bowen are laughing.

Lying in bed at night, Wang Bowen touched his belly and moaned over and over, he was overwhelmed.

I got up and smoked a cigarette, sighed and said to Wang Zhong, "I have an uncle, who used to be a high-level member of a Fortune 500 company, with strong ability, means, courage, and an annual salary to the point where he can buy a house in Xiangjiang casually, two years ago, he suddenly quit his job, it is said that he went to the countryside to experience life, and he never came back. ”

"They all say he's stupid, but in fact, think about it, happiness can't be bought back with any amount of money."

Wang Zhong was silent for a moment, and suddenly there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

At this time, his mood was extremely relaxed, and his body seemed to have entered a very wonderful realm, and every cell in his body was cheering, and there was a very clean and fresh feeling.

With a move in his heart, he went out to find an egg, Wang Zhong took off his shoes and tried to shake the egg again.

This time, the egg jumps and falls gently as if it were stuck to your feet, with a harmonious and natural rhythm.

"Boss, you ......" Wang Bowen was dumbfounded.

Wang Zhong closed his eyes, and seemed to be able to hear the sound of gurgling water in his heart, and the control of his whole body's strength was flawless and meticulous.

After walking so many roads, trekking through mountains and rivers, coupled with today's stability and tranquility, he finally made a gratifying breakthrough in the word control. (To be continued......)