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"The first thing, although I teach you skills, I just look at you as a kid who is more pleasing to the eye. So you and I don't have a master and apprentice, you just have to call me grandpa. Do you understand? ”

Mo Lin blinked his eyes and could only nod.

"What about the second thing, you must not use the skills I taught you until you have to, can you do it?"

"Yes." For this one, Mo Lin's answer was categorical.

"The third thing is that you have to pay tuition fees to learn skills from me." Zhu Ping twisted his beard and said with a sly smile.

"Tuition? But I don't have any money. Mo Lin was dumbfounded.

The Mo family gave Mo Lin ten copper plates every month, but the money was only enough to buy some daily necessities, so Mo Lin had no savings at all.

"Who said I want your money, you see I live in this kind of place, what's the use of asking for money." Zhu Pingman said annoyedly, "You kid has poor health, why is your brain so bad." ”

"So what?" The second monk of Mo Lin was puzzled and asked stupidly.

"I'll talk about this later, anyway, something on your body belongs to me, how about it?" Zhu Pingman's eyes were full of cunning.

Mo Lin, who has lived in the ink village since he was a child and is not familiar with the world, can't hear the trap behind the words, in order to be an ink man, he is willing to do anything, so he nodded and agreed without thinking.

"Very well, then you'll have to listen to me from now on. You can do your own activities first. Although he called Mo Lin up so early, Zhu Pingman didn't seem to have any teaching plan, just sat on the big stone in front of the cave, took off the gourd on his waist and poured a sip of wine, and then said to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin was also a very diligent child, so when the morning breeze blew, he soon became energetic and began to jog around a clearing in front of the cave.

Zhu Pingman's eyes kept staring at Mo Lin's body, and he couldn't stop muttering.

"Hehe, these guys have really invested a lot of money." Zhu Pingman was out of breath as he watched Mo Lin run a few laps, muttering in his mouth, "But looking at this kid's appearance, he really has a bit of my youthful demeanor......"

"Boy, come here." Waiting for Mo Lin to run out of breath, Zhu Pingman waved his hand and called Mo Lin to his side, "If you run like this, you won't have any growth until you are eighty years old, let me teach you what running is!" ”

Are there any other tricks to running? Mo Lin looked at Zhu Pingman in confusion.

Zhu Pingman was very unhappy with Mo Lin's questioning gaze, poured a sip of wine, threw the wine gourd aside, got up and said to Mo Lin: "I just said that the Mo family is all brainless, talking about love and non-aggression all day long, making some useless broken copper and iron, and forgetting what kind of person their ancestor Mo Zhai is." ”

Mo Lin originally wanted to refute, but when he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but say curiously: "What kind of person is our ancestor master?" ”

"Mo Zhai, that guy? Hmph, he's a wonderful person. Zhu Pingman dropped such a sentence with a strange expression, and no longer answered Mo Lin's question, but instead demonstrated the essentials of running to Mo Lin.

"There are several types of running, some of which work for endurance, some for explosiveness, and most importantly, running is actually a process of coordination between all parts of the body." Zhu Pingman put on a funny-looking pose, with his arms flat on his chest, bent over, his legs slightly spread one after the other, looking like a duck.

"Don't look weird like this, but you can maximize the coordination of your upper body and legs, remember to swing your arms widely, keep your head up and chest, change your speed at all times, and train explosiveness and endurance at the same time." Zhu Pingman ran, his speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and his arms were swinging sharply on the side of his body.

"It's so ugly...... Mo Lin thought to himself, but in order to train himself well, he couldn't care much more. Imitating Zhu Pingman's appearance, Mo Lin also ran.

After two laps, Mo Lin found that this way of running was much more tiring than before, and the physical strength consumed was much greater, which made him a little overwhelmed.

"How's it going, do you feel the difference?" Zhu Ping passed by Mo Lin's side for a long time, and ran very easily, "When you can keep up with my speed and rhythm, even if you have completed this first training." ”

Mo Lin gritted his teeth and tried his best to follow Zhu Pingman's rhythm, but Zhu Pingman's fast and slow speed at that time really made him a little uncomfortable, and he persisted for three laps, and finally collapsed to the ground with no physical strength, and the joints of his whole body were like needle.

"What, no?" Zhu Pingman stopped and asked with a smile.

Seeing Zhu Pingman's sneering face, Mo Lin got a lot of strength out of nowhere, stood up hard, and staggered: "Go on!" ”

"Forget it about your appearance, take a drink." Zhu Pingman threw the gourd to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin was not polite, and took a big sip of wine, feeling that his body was warmed up and regained some strength.

"I'm rested." Mo Lin drank the wine, panted evenly, and said to Zhu Ping.

"Don't worry, tell me how this method is different from before?" Zhu Pingman is not in a hurry.

"I run fast and slow, and the rhythm of my breathing is a bit chaotic. The way you swing your arms keeps your body balanced, and you can use the strength of your lower back. And ......" Mo Lin talks about his feelings about this new approach. Zhu Pingman nodded while listening, with an approving look in his eyes.

After Mo Lin finished speaking, Zhu Ping said: "Your qualifications are not bad, you can find the difference so quickly, I really didn't see the wrong person." ”

It was rare to be praised by Zhu Pingman, Mo Lin was a little happy in his heart, but before he was happy, Zhu Pingman said again: "Since you are rested, let's continue to run." Again, when you can keep up with my rhythm, then move on to the next training. ”

So throughout the day, Mo Lin kept running with Zhu Pingman, stopping to rest after running three or five laps at the beginning, and insisting on more than twenty laps in the evening, Mo Lin had gradually figured out the trick of this running method.

"Good, you look like you've got the hang of breathing." When the sun set, Zhu Pingman finally stopped and announced the end of the day's training. Mo Lin's whole body collapsed, paralyzed on the ground, like a puddle of mud, the joints of his body hurt so much that he lost consciousness, and he didn't want to do anything in his heart, he just wanted to fall on the bed and sleep well.

"Don't just rest right away, walk a few laps to relieve the fatigue of your muscles, or you won't be able to get up tomorrow." Zhu Pingman picked up Mo Lin as if he was carrying a chicken.

Mo Lin walked around the open space a few times helplessly, and was asked to cook for Zhu Pingman, until Zhu Pingman was full of wine and food, he could not sleep. As soon as he touched the pillow, Mo Lin fell asleep, this day's training was the most exhausting experience in his life.