This ointment was made by the old man himself with herbs, although it looks bad, but it is powerful, with multiple effects of cleaning teeth and refreshing breath, and Pang Yuan has always liked to use it since he used it.

The old man even diluted this ointment to clean his teeth and introduced it to the villagers for sale, which was also very popular, and also made Pang Yuan secretly despise the old man's profiteer's behavior.

After brushing his teeth with a branch dipped in ointment, Pang Yuan took a few more sips of water with his hand, took it in his mouth, and rinsed it vigorously in order to clean the foam in his mouth.

Then, facing the bronze mirror, he washed his face with the remaining water, Pang Yuan picked up the hanging cotton cloth and wiped his face clean, and then unfolded the cotton cloth and put it back in its place, so that it dries faster.

As soon as he finished cleaning up, Pang Yuan stretched out his hand and straightened his clothes before opening the door of the room and stepping out.

The courtyard outside was empty at the moment, but the smell of rice porridge wafted in the air...

Smiling slightly, Pang Yuan followed the taste into another house, the old man was sitting on a stool blowing on the bowl, slowly drinking the hot rice porridge, next to a pot of porridge, and a small plate of pickles on the small dining table, there was nothing else, obviously, this is the breakfast of the two today.

"Come and sit down and eat, grinding..."

The old man glanced up at him, and beckoned him with a slight wave of his right hand.

Pang Yuan walked over in response and leaned over and sat down.

Although the breakfast was simple and pitiful, for Pang Yuan, who was already hungry at the moment, rice porridge and pickles were also supremely delicious...

Today, for some reason, I felt extremely hungry in my belly, so Pang Yuan didn't care about the rice porridge and it was a little hot, and I gobbled up three bowls of porridge, which made me feel a lot more comfortable in my belly.

"Old man, you go on, I'll go first!"

After briefly dealing with breakfast, Pang Yuan wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, said something to the old man, got up and went to the courtyard wall to pick up his spear, and then rushed out of the house without looking back.

"Slow down, stinky boy!" cried the old man from inside the house.

"Got it!"

And on the other side,

In the small square at the head of the village, there was a lot of people. Of course, it is said that it is a square, but in fact it is just a solid flat land, with nothing superfluous, and it is full of stone locks, barbells and other exercise equipment of different weights for the villagers to use.

At this time, a group of shirtless men and many half-sized men were gathering there, exercising in full swing, working hard, many people were holding stone locks and barbells back and forth, their muscles were tense, their faces were already red from exertion, and their foreheads were already covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat.

In the nearby area, some distance away, there are several villagers wielding their weapons, broadswords, spears, axes, and all kinds of moves, simple and practical, sometimes slamming into the ground, splashing dirt.

There are also many elderly people in the neighborhood who come here with their children, and they sit on the sidelines and watch with relish.

"Pang Yuan, why are you here today? Come here!"

At this time, a person waved his arms and beckoned him, Pang Yuan looked at it, it turned out to be Tong Hu, he was carrying a heavy stone lock, and he was standing there exercising alone.

Pang Yuan walked over with a smile and thrust the spear in his hand into the ground next to him, and the spearhead sank deep into the ground.

He took off the coat on his body again, put his hand on the spear shaft, revealing the cotton vest inside, and walked to the side, Pang Yuan also began to lift another stone lock with Tong Hu, bending his arm hard, coordinating his muscles all over his body, and slowly lifting it.

The two of them were holding stone locks and exercising, while talking about the recent things in the village, Pang Yuan looked left and right, and asked Tong Hu:

"Huzi, where is Uncle Lin? Why didn't you see him? Didn't you come along?"

"I don't know, my dad came earlier than me, so I should be exercising somewhere else at this time. ”

Tong Hu gritted his teeth and laboriously lifted the stone lock above his head again, and then replied casually.

"Good!!" "Awesome!!" "Come on!!"

At this time, a burst of cheers came from the side and rear,

Pang Yuan and Tong Hu turned around curiously and looked back, only to see seven or eight people gathered together, mostly young men, and there were old people next to them looking at the children, cheering loudly, but it was a little unclear what was going on inside.

Curious, the two put down the stone lock in their hands, moved their arms a few times, and walked towards the crowd together.

When I walked to the side and took a look, I found a familiar figure, it turned out that it was Huzi's father Tong Lin who was surrounded by the crowd.

At this moment, Uncle Lin was also exercising, but surprisingly, the tool he used to work hard was not the common stone lock used by Pang Yuan, but a huge stone grinding disc!

That's right, this huge stone mill is about 1 meter in diameter, and it weighs hundreds of catties, such a big guy, ordinary people are a little difficult to push it, let alone use this big guy to exercise, which is undoubtedly extremely amazing.

However, this astonishingly heavy stone mill didn't seem to show its due weight in Uncle Lin's hands, and it was not much different from the stone locks in other people's hands.

Uncle Lin was naked, under the bright sun, his majestic body was already a little shiny because of a thin layer of sweat, and people could imagine that there was a mountain-like strength under the bronzed skin, in fact, this was also a man as majestic as a mountain.

The half-sized men and children next to them saw Uncle Lin hugging the big grind, playing at will, so strong, they couldn't help but let out bursts of exclamations, and their eyes were full of admiration, envy and amazement.

Even many villagers next to it were attracted by the scene and movement here, and couldn't help but come over to join in the fun.

Two thick arms clamped the stone mill, the rough big hands firmly grasped the edges and corners of it to avoid slipping, the legs, waist and arms coordinated together, Uncle Lin held the stone mill and kept waving, lifting and putting down.

He even caused this huge and amazing grinding disc to roll between his waist, back, chest and abdomen, and the heavy stone grinding rolled on the muscular flesh in an unbelievable way.

Uncle Lin kept making various postures to mobilize every muscle in his body, so that the muscles and muscles of his body could be exercised, and even some subtleties that ordinary people could not take care of.

At this moment, the sun shone on Uncle Lin's body.

Clothed in the glow, the giant grinds.

Under the morning sun, the majestic body, the huge and heavy stone grinding, the shiny bronzed skin, all kinds of postures full of strength and beauty......

All of this is naturally slowly intertwined, condensed, and sublimated together, just like the country's hand splashing ink, swaying freehand, forming a wonderful picture that can be handed down to the world.

This scene is breathtaking!

What a picture of wrestlers pushing and grinding!!