Chapter 8: Carrying Water

It's night, and the moon is like a hook.

On the mountainside on the south side of Heyang City, Lin Xing carried two buckets of water and grinned towards the mountain.

"According to my calculations, it takes about two hundred barrels of water to fill those two large vats, and it must be controlled within a quarter of an hour to go back and forth, so that the foreign affairs can be completed in twelve hours."

"That's the worst-case scenario, though."

"It's impossible to run out of water in a big tank every day, and according to the amount of water level drop today, two large tanks of water can last three days! In other words, if I control the back and forth in a quarter of an hour, it will take me less than four hours to complete the external work! ”

Lin Xing controlled his breathing.

The injury on his shoulder was numb, and he walked in a gentle place to avoid accidents.

Two barrels...... Four barrels...... Eight barrels......

Lin Xingcheng only knew how to carry water repeatedly, and walked back and forth under the moonlight over and over again, not noticing at all that the flat stone attached to his chest was emitting a glowing red light.

The surrounding moonlight seemed to be grabbed by an invisible big hand, and it was brutally stuffed into Lin Xing's chest, turning into a red cloud.

The red mist sank into Lin Xing's chest, penetrating into his internal organs, his internal organs suddenly trembled, and his body, which was almost exhausted, also glowed with new strength.

"Huh?"

Lin Xing, who had just returned to the waterhole, noticed the abnormal change in his body, he was a little surprised, and walked two quick steps to the water's edge, looking at his reflection on the surface of the water that glowed with red light.

"Where did this red light come from......

At first, he thought he was a ghost, but he was not much frightened, but he looked around curiously, and found nothing, and then he thought of the flat stone.

Lin Xing took out the flat stone, and sure enough, this was the source of the red light.

There seemed to be a hideous shadow on the stone, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a solemn King Kong, sometimes a compassionate old way, and soon it became a deep pool of blood.

Lin Xing was completely attracted.

There was another murmur in his ears, but he didn't pay any attention to it.

There was an extra layer of milky white brilliance on the stone, which was faint and could only be seen when Lin Xing was so close.

"It smells so good!"

Lin Xing greedily sniffed the sweet aroma, leaned over and licked it tentatively.

A wisp of cool breath ran down the tip of his tongue, all the way into his heart and spleen, but it didn't make Lin Xing feel cold at all, he only felt that there seemed to be a small fish scurrying around in his body, and it quickly disappeared invisibly.

Other than that, there doesn't seem to be anything peculiar.

Lin Xing didn't care about the brilliance on the stone for the time being, he put the stone on the ground, stepped back for about a moment, looked at the white light curtain in front of him like a sea bowl, and gasped.

"This stone can gather moonlight and produce all kinds of miracles!"

Lin Xing's heartbeat accelerated unprecedentedly.

The reason why the boar grew so big was because it had this stone in its belly.

And at this time, this stone belongs to him!

He stepped forward, grabbed the flat stone, stuffed it into his bosom, and looked left and right for a long time, lest others discover his precious stone.

At this time, Lin Xing recalled that after the red light appeared, he was in a trance, and it was not until he picked up a few more trips to the mountain that there was a tremor in his five internal organs and his physical strength soared, and he came back to his senses, and in the process of carrying water, the senior brother on duty in the courtyard of the mountain did not show any abnormality.

That is to say...... The anomaly of this stone is something that only I can see? ”

Lin Xing's heart jumped suddenly.

After calming down, he carefully held the stone and observed.

The gray flutter and inconspicuousness in the past are just a veil of mystery, and the flat stone that exudes a red light is clearly a treasure beyond his cognition, but it is a pity that he was mortal with the naked eye before, so that this treasure was covered with dust.

A gust of cold wind blew the wooden barrel, and the rolling sound brought Lin Xing back to his senses, he looked at the wooden barrel and the flat pole, and his eyes returned to his shoulder, where there was a cool feeling, Lin Xing could even feel that the wound on his shoulder was scarring.

The qi and blood in his body were also wrapped in the red light emitted by the stone, and he grew stronger and stronger, and his physical strength recovered at an extremely fast speed.

"The red light emitted by the stone can be full of qi and blood, and the milky white brilliance can speed up the recovery from injuries......"

Lin Xing calmly analyzed.

After a long time, he broke away from that joyful situation, returned to reality, put the precious stone close to his body, and then endured the pain in his shoulder, and continued to carry water.

……

At noon the next day, the sun was shining.

The autumn wind was dry, Lin Xing missed breakfast, and his stomach was empty, but he was full of energy because of the milky white brilliance he ate last night.

He had already filled the two large jars of water, and under the shocked gaze of the black-clothed young man at the door, he pretended to staggered down the mountain and returned to the pool, without cleaning the wound.

"Let's learn to read first."

Lin Xing threw the barrel and the flat pole on the grass, remembering the location of the cottage.

There is a thatched cottage in the foreign affairs area of the cast iron villa, and the one who teaches everyone to read is a down-and-out talent, and yesterday Lin Xing saw it once from afar under the leadership of Steward Zhao.

Lin Xing walked through the cast iron villa, looking at the foreign disciples coming and going, busy with their own affairs.

Chopping wood, boiling water, cooking, purchasing......

He said that he was a foreign disciple, but in fact he was just a miscellaneous servant.

These teenagers who have become foreign disciples, their families either trust their connections, go through the back door, or directly spend money to buy them, and they get this opportunity to 'do chores' for others, naturally not because they are stupid.

All of this is for the sake of martial arts, even if in the end the teenagers only learn the skin, and they can't even learn the skin.

In this world, the court is powerless, the strong are rampant, and the weak can only let it go and pray for mercy.

Lin Xing's expression gradually became restrained, he became expressionless, hiding all his emotions.

He tried to imitate Xiong Tieshan, the martial arts master who impressed him.

In front of the grass hall, Lin Xing was stopped.

"You wait a minute!"

The black-clothed young man in front of the grass hall looked down at Lin Xing: "I remember that you are a new foreign affairs disciple, and your responsibility for external affairs is to carry water for the mountain, what's the matter, those two tanks are full?" ”

The young man in black swept over Lin Xing's bloody shoulders, his eyes were full of mockery, and he didn't believe that the thin young man in front of him could fill those two large tanks of water.

"Yes, Senior Deacon." Lin Xing nodded lightly.

The black-clothed young man in front of this thatched cottage and the black-clothed young man in front of the courtyard on the mountain are the deacon disciples of the Cast Iron Villa, and their status is above the external affairs disciples and below the internal affairs disciples.

"Huh! I knew ......"

As soon as the black-clothed young man smiled, he suddenly realized something, his face sank, and he drank violently: "What a gut!" It's not noon yet, how can you fill those two large tanks of water? ”

"If the deacon brother doesn't believe him, he can send someone to investigate." Lin Xing's response was neither humble nor arrogant.

At this time, the young man in black became suspicious.

Even though he thought that the thin young man in front of him couldn't provoke the two large tanks of water, in order to avoid losing face in front of the public, he still called over a foreign disciple and asked him to investigate.

A moment later, the foreign disciple brought back positive news with a look of disbelief.

"It's true!" The young man in black looked at him with a strange look.

"Senior Brother Deacon, can I go in?" At this time, Lin Xing asked.

Next, the young man in black did not stop it, and there was no reason to stop it, and he didn't want to stop it.

You must know that the assessment of internal affairs disciples, in addition to literacy, is strength and endurance.

And Lin Xing, who was alone with two large jars of water, in the eyes of the young man in black, the possibility of becoming an internal affairs disciple had been much higher.

"Shame! It's the senior brother who is abrupt! ”

The young man in black changed his face quickly, and immediately smiled like a flower, and got out of the way: "Senior brother, please." ”

Lin Xing blinked.

He didn't understand the behavior of the young man in black, and he didn't think much about it, and stepped into the grass hall.