The night was deep, the crescent moon was like a hook, and a silver star hung lonely in the western sky.

Zhang Huan is a member of the Hedong Zhang clan, the Hedong Zhang family ranks fifth among the seven great families in the world, the patriarch Zhang Ruohao is his uncle, and now the imperial court is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and his father Zhang Ruojun is the sixth brother of Zhang Ruohao, who holds the position of chief historian in Fenyang County.

Zhang Ruojun had a group of wives and concubines, and gave birth to a total of twenty-five sons, and eighteen survived, and Zhang Huan was ranked eighteenth, so his name was Eighteen Lang.

Although he is after the family, he has been living alone since he was ten years old, he is a concubine, and he is the most statusless concubine in this family, his mother's background is unknown, as early as when he was ten years old, he has become a monk, leaving an old servant to take care of him, the old servant is a mute, Zhang Huan has always called him a dumb uncle.

At this moment, there was movement in the dumb uncle's room, and he had to kowtow in front of his mother's monastic temple every day before dawn, and he had never stopped for twelve years, as if he was an extremely devout religious believer.

There was a gentle knock on the door twice, which was the dumb uncle's reminder that it was time for his night swim.

Zhang Huan turned over and got off the couch, he took off his underwear and walked slowly into the yard, the night was like water, the wind in September had brought a trace of coolness, out of the courtyard door, and then walked twenty steps to the river, this is the moat river of Zhang's house, only five zhang wide, but three zhang deep, the dark and heavy river water slightly reflects the waves, as if a jade belt winds for several miles, from an exit to the south.

Zhang Huan tied four heavy iron sand bags to his ankles and wrists, he took a deep breath, jumped into the river, the cold river water quickly overhead, the huge impact forced him to close his eyes, he fell rapidly in the water, all the sounds disappeared, he seemed to fall into an endless dark world, but at this moment, all kinds of joy, anger and sorrow suddenly surged into his heart, Zhang Huan was ecstatic, the inspiration of a long absence came again.

It's a fragment of the past that can only be triggered by accident, fifteen years ago, the arrow not only broke his shoulder bone, not only his meridians, but also his memory.

Who are you? The childhood he should have remembered before he was seven years old had been replaced by fragments of his past life that seemed to be from his past life: brilliant gems, beautiful women, lonely nights.

But the fragments were too fragmented for him to put them together into a complete picture, like a drop of water hanging from his eyelashes, faintly, as if he could see something, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

Zhang Huan's eyes widened eagerly, and in front of him was the dark bottom of the river, and the inspiration suddenly disappeared, like a kite with a broken string, which suddenly turned into a black dot, and then disappeared without a trace.

A deep sense of loss once again permeated his heart, how many times, they were fleeting, he could never grasp them, and as time passed, he could remember fewer and fewer fragments, and some of the pictures of his past life that had clearly appeared in his youth were slowly annihilated in the long years of fifteen years.

What can't be erased is only the vicissitudes and loneliness of his past life engraved in the depths of his heart.

'Wow! He rushed out of the water, with a deep blue sky above his head, and he returned to reality from the boundless dark world, his name is Zhang Huan, the word goes to illness, and he is the Zhang clan in Hedong.

Zhang Huan swam in the slippery and icy river with open arms, and since the age of ten, he has been swimming in the middle of the night every day, no matter how cold or hot it is, even in the middle of winter, when everything is bleak and the river is frozen, he will not interrupt for a day.

At first, he only had to swim around the river once a day, but as he grew older, he began to tie iron sand bags around his body, and the number of times he traveled around the river was increasing, and now the iron sand bags on his hands and feet had reached thirty pounds, and in an hour, he had to swim five times around the river, which was undoubtedly the ultimate challenge of his endurance and physical strength.

The broad arms slammed into the water, making a white splash.

'Only by stimulating your meridians to the maximum extent can you not become a waste when you are a child. ’

This is a sentence that the master never gets tired of saying, the master is the proprietor of Taiyuan Linzhi Hall, with superb medical skills, military background, martial arts are also good, Zhang Huan is his only disciple, although he is a master, but he has never taught Zhang Huan a little bit of medicine, and martial arts only taught him the most practical battlefield fighting knife skills.

'Practicing medicine and curing diseases is the ultimate skill, not for you, as for a martial artist, he can only be inferior to others! ’

It was only after the age of 20 that Zhang Huan gradually understood that the real intention of the master was to temper his most tenacious will.

After swimming five laps, the deep night began to become thin, and a trace of cyan had faintly appeared on the horizon, Zhang Huan felt exhausted, his physical strength had been exhausted, and the iron sandbag on his leg seemed to be a heavy mountain, dragging him deep into the river.

"Give it a try! Challenge the sixth lap. ”

A thought suddenly came into his mind, he wanted to challenge the sixth lap ten days ago, try to break through the limit of physical fitness again, but he had failed three times, but today, his thought was particularly strong, he needed to vent happily, completely expelled the depression in his chest, and the fighting spirit immediately turned into a fire in the sky, burning in his heart.

He took a deep breath, slowly relaxed, and let his body gradually sink to the bottom of the river, the power in his body began to condense little by little, the surrounding darkness and silence, a pillar of incense passed, his patience had reached the limit, the grim smile of the god of death was extremely clear at this time, he would not be destroyed if he was weak, and if he persevered, he would defeat himself again.

"One, two, three" He counted silently, the condensed power began to spread rapidly to the limbs, as if a small flint exploded violently in his body, finally, his fist was clenched again, Zhang Huan used all his strength to jump upward, in an instant, every pore of his body felt a kind of hearty heartiness, as if an electric current penetrated the whole body, and the extreme exhaustion disappeared without a trace at this moment.

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The sky was already numb and bright, the east sky turned out the white of the fish's belly, there was already movement on the other side of the river, a horse-drawn carriage was speeding by, and several farmers who had gotten up early were hurrying away, carrying vegetables with dew on their shoulders.

Zhang Huan jumped ashore from the water, refreshed, as if every muscle in his body was jumping happily, he stretched his body and strode towards the small courtyard.

The courtyard was quiet, the dumb uncle had already gone out, a set of clean clothes and long shirts were stacked on the stool next to the courtyard gate, Zhang Huan casually ripped off the shorts on his lower body, walked two steps, he seemed to think of something, turned back and plugged in the door bolt, and then walked quickly to the well, and poured a bucket of water from head to toe.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, the courtyard door was slammed open, and a clear morning breeze mixed with a red figure broke into the courtyard, "Zhang Eighteen, your breakfast is here!" ”

The voice was quick and fast, like fried beans, followed by 'Ah! With a loud cry, the woman in red almost threw away the food box in her hand, and then her face became redder than her clothes, and she ran out like a gust of wind, "You dead man, you don't wear clothes, you're ugly!" ”

Zhang Huan smiled helplessly, if others would definitely suspect that Lin Pingping did it on purpose and wanted to peep at Zhang Huan's nakedness, otherwise, this is the umpteenth time, why can't she remember it?

But Zhang Huan knew that she really couldn't remember, she was very forgetful, and often absent-minded, for a while she was responsible for delivering lunch to her grandfather, and it turned out that during that time, the old man developed the habit of eating lunch and dinner together.

But what is very strange is that she has not forgotten how Zhang Huan bullied her since she was a child, and even remembers the details of pulling her left pigtail or right pigtail clearly.

Lin Pingping is the youngest daughter of the master Lin Delong, eighteen years old this year, Xiao Zhang Huan is four years old, she is a medical family, her father is called Lin Shenyi by the people, and the martial arts are strong, although her mother is over forty, but she is still beautiful and dignified, such a superior congenital condition, but when it comes to Lin Pingping, it seems to have become recessive inheritance.

She is mediocre-looking, and since she was a child, she has often been invited by other girls to attend various parties together, and she is used as a foil to the green leaves of the red flower, but she insists that this is the reason for her popularity;

Her martial arts skills are mediocre, and she often rushes up to save her bullied companions, but in the end it is always her companions who save her;

Her medical skills are mediocre, once her father went out to the doctor, just an old patient who had been constipated for several years came from the capital to find Dr. Lin Shen for medical treatment, he thought that the tiger father had no dog girl, so he begged her to save people, Lin Pingping waved his pen, and added half a tael of croton behind his father's prescription, and almost fell into the name of Dr. Lin.

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"It's your breakfast!"

Lin Pingping angrily put the food box in his hand on the table, "Porridge and frying...."She suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but smile again: "Didn't you say that you are tired of eating fried eggs?" I've got a new flavor for you today. ”

Zhang Huan glanced at a small frying pan made of sterling silver hanging from her waist, and said with a slight smile: "Is it a fried goose egg or a fried duck egg?" ”

Lin Pingping was stunned, "How do you know?" ”

Lin Pingping's favorite food since childhood is fried eggs, she has eaten for more than ten years, she is not tired of eating, but the cook at home is tired of it, so she did it herself, one and two, she actually has a soft spot for the frying pan used to fry eggs, when other girls like phoenix hairpins, wishful knots, pearl strings, pink leno and other ornaments, but she carries a frying pan as a weapon all day long, fighting in a group of wild boys' swords, guns and swords.

When she was fifteen years old, her third uncle specially gave him a small frying pan ornament made of sterling silver, and she hung it around her waist, and over time, 'frying pan' became Lin Pingping's nickname.

"What about fried duck eggs!" Lin Pingping's eyebrows gradually rose, and she crossed her waist and said, "Do you want to eat fish and meat early in the morning?" Is it bad to be light? ”

"I'll eat! I'll just eat it. Zhang Huan hurriedly raised his hands, showing a trace of warmth in his eyes, although she eats the fried eggs she made every morning, but sending herself breakfast, this is the only thing she has not forgotten.

For that alone, he should be grateful.......